Covering a political convention is like melting down a sperm whale in a 21-in.
try-pot. There is just too much blubber.
Newswriters can keep their chins in their hands and their copy under control. But television, which is at its most exciting when it shows an event as it happens, is also hopelessly chained to that event, in all its unfolding sprawl and confusion.
Last week NBC met the problem more effectively than it has ever been met in the past, by applying the light wit and dry satire of David Brinkley, in easy...
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